The driver glances back again, noticing that you're awake now.

"Ah, you're finally up," he says cheerfully. "Sleep well?"

He chuckles to himself, gripping the steering wheel tighter. "We'll be arriving soon."

You shift uncomfortably, feeling the plastic bag crinkling under your bare skin. The car speeds along through the darkness, the only light coming from the glowing dash and the occasional flash of headlights passing by.

The driver hums to himself again, still focused on the road ahead. "Just some business, nothing to worry about." He turns his attention fully to you for a moment. "I hope you don't mind being out late like this. I get off work at 2 AM, so we had to take a detour to drop you off."

His tone is casual and friendly, but he doesn't provide more specific details. You begin to feel anxious, wondering what this mysterious errand entails...